Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Helpful HInt

To all my younger readers out there: wear sunscreen all the time.

Or else some day you will go pay some one to freeze stuff that might potentially kill you off your face and walk around for days looking like this:

Oh, and watch out for your pink nosed kittens sitting in sunny windows all the time. While there is no sun screen for them, do keep an eye on their noses and ears.

Loki sez: But what about half pink nosed cats?

Monday, September 28, 2009

Dreading the Annoyance.

Tomorrow I have an appointment with a new doctor, a dermatologist. I need him to look at some stuff on my face and tell me if I have skin cancer.

I do not need him to look at the wrinkles, the pimples, the giant pores that rival any middle east nation in their oil-producing capabilities or the spider veins on my cheeks.

I am interested in not having skin cancer. I am not interested in micro-dermabrasion, botox injections, chemical peels or laser treatments.

I am getting older, I understand. I have to be careful with make up settling into the lines under my eyes. I get it. My hormones are flip flopping all over the place, leading to bouts of dry skin and bouts of acne that would rival any teen's. Fine.

I am not interested in spending good money to pretend that I'm still 20 or even 30. Deal with it youth-obsessed America!

I do, however, have one conceit and will be interested in learning how effective and how expensive Vaniqa will be. Because the site is offering a $60.00 coupon and I'm pretty sure it isn't going to be covered by my insurance.

Thor sez: But whiskers are beautiful!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Loki Sunday

Loki and the frog.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Looking Out My Back Door, Part 2

About 3:15 pm Friday afternoon. Getting coffee. Oh, hello!

Okay, see you later!

Look Before You Leap

Love this with all it's cat laser beam eyes. Loki had just come around the corner and spotted Mr. Hippity Hopperson. Sensing a potential drama moment, Loki feigns astonishment!

Being brave now. You touch it. No, you touch it. I think it landed on my face a few days ago. I heard it peed on MHS's hand the other day.

Oh my ceiling cat! It can walk upright like the humans!

For those concerned, the frog who willfully jumped off the front door into the household full of feline creatures was never in danger as he is neither salmon or turkey shredded friskie flavored. Not to mention the whole no gravy thing Mr. Frog ain't got happening. He jumped around. The kittens watched. He was evacuated to a safer envirnoment. i.e. the great outdoors.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Thor's Day!

Thor wants so badly to jump down into the washing machine. But he knows about the water that sprays out, so he hasn't worked up the nerve yet. (Note: the lid is kept down so he would only do this with parental supervision.)

Thor sez: Changed my mind.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I Think I'm Depressed.

It's hard to tell. Am I just over tired? Or is it something chemical going on? Which ever the true reason, that is why I'm so incredibly boring.

I just had a major flashback (after mistyping the word why above) to second or third grade when it was one of the spelling words we were being tested on. The teacher said the word aloud and we had to write it down. I froze on the word. All I could think of was the letter "y". I think it was the only time I ever missed a spelling word. I was very proud of my spelling abilities and it was a minor childhood trauma to not get a perfect grade, plus the bonus word.


The boyz say: You are overtired because you only sleep once a day. A body needs at least four or five naps a day.

Monday, September 21, 2009

It Ain't Sgt. Pepper

Yes, I know today is the 20th anniversary of Hurricane Hugo tearing through the Charleston area. I remember. I was here. This is all I have to say about it:

If you think it was rough, try living through it with an active alcoholic/drug addict.

Wasn't the storm that gave me PTSD.

In other news, we finally watched Seven Pounds last night and I was crying my eyes out by the ending. Going to bed with sniffles is not conducive to sleep.

When I did sleep, I dreamed that my favorite Food Network cutie Duff Goldman had opened a farmer's market style fruit and veggie shop here in West Ashley and I quit my job to go work there.

Hey, he had pumpkins on sale for 0.99!

The fawnz say: Did some-one say pumpkin?

Thor sez: Oh no you did NOT just give those stupid herd creatures top billing over me!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Saturday, September 19, 2009


I have sorted through three giant paper piles and everything is now in a recycle bag or a to-be-shredded bag (our shredder is broke), trashed or filed.

Next up is the hall closet (I already cleaned out one last week, the messiest one).

So of course, it was the perfect time to play with the camera.
Loki grooming Thor.

Thor grooming Loki

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Thor's Day!

The faces of annoyed Thor.
Stomping off.

Attacking the scratching post.

Ignoring the human.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

Try Holding Your Breath Until You Turn Blue

I am becoming very weary of the tendency to label all those opposed to Obama as racists. Whether they are being labeled as overt racists or told they are expressing unconscious racism it only slams shut the doors of communication.

As I said previously, indiscriminately labeling everyone as a racist is just the same as Bush opponents being labeled as unpatriotic or treasonous.

While I agree there is a good deal of racism behind some remarks. (I'm reminded of the woman in my mother's Sunday school class who when told that perhaps it was "God's will" that Obama was elected said (inside the walls of the church) "It ain't God's will that a n-word is in the White House."

She is a racist.

Most of the rest are just acting like spoiled rotten two year olds who have lost mommy's full attention because there is a new baby in the house.

Throughout the entire lead up to the election of Bush, throughout his entire presidency, those on the far right were courted and petted and praised. Their most banal beliefs were lifted up to the level of direct missives from God himself. They were told over and over that they were the true Americans, they were the chosen ones, they were the only ones with the correct answers. They could do and say no wrong.

And during that time, anyone who disagreed with them were held up as evil, Satanists who wanted to destroy everything that they believed in. We evil demon possessed liberals just wanted to tear down every church in the nation and force the believers to give up their Bibles.

And now, they have lost the attention that had been lavished upon them. They have lost the ability to make politicians jump through hoops with nothing more than a lifted eyebrow. They have lost their power.

And in their eyes, we evil ones now have the power.

So they are throwing major tempter tantrums. Just like a two year old having a massive meltdown in the middle of a nice restaurant, these disenfranchised few are staging their meltdowns in as public a place as they can find: the media.

And to incorrectly label some of them as racists only fuels their frustration and leads to further tantrums.

We need to treat them as a two year old having a tantrum. Acknowledge their frustration but do not give in to the tantrum. Remove them from public eye when they become hysterical. Explain to them that we will listen to them when they can speak calmly and rationally. Explain to them that being listened to does not mean that they will get their way.

It's time to grow up, America.

Thor sez: I find harking up hairballs in the path of bare human feet a very effective method of protest.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Pretty Please with Sugar on Top?

Can we stop labeling everyone who disagrees with President Obama as a racist?


If they say something racist, fine, attach the label.

If they don't, let it be.

It's as wrong as when those who disagreed with Bush were labeled unpatriotic.

It is nonproductive, distracting and it halts any real discussion of issues.

Thank you.
The boyz say: Can't we just all get along?

Loki Sunday

Classic Loki:

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Just Having Fun

Went to a women writer's seminar at the Center for Women this morning. They've got the best programs.

I got to see my pal Kelly Love Johnson, who I haven't seen forever. Has it been that long? Holy Cats.

I got to meet Beth Webb Hart, who claimed that you don't have to have three names to be a female writer from Charleston, but I'm not sure enough to stop using my middle name on everything.

It was fun to talk about writing. It was fun to be with people who completely understand when I say that the characters talk to me in my head and won't stop until I write down their stories. It was nice to know that someone understands how a character I intended to be a bit of comic relief actually turns out to be the one who turns the entire story in the right direction.

Thor sez: For this my lunch was late?

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Perhaps I'm Just Jaded

With the stings of fresh national embarrassment still throbbing, I can only say that I am simply horrified at the supporters of Joe Wilson and his "outburst".

Here is how I see it: I am a non-theist. If I came to your church and yelled out "you lie" to the pastor in the middle of a sermon, how would you feel about it?

But, I would not ever do that. Whether I believe he is lying or not, I have respect for the "office" of a pastor. I have respect for religious customs and an understanding of what is acceptable behavior within the walls of a church.

I have my own forums for expressing my beliefs on religion.

For Mr. Wilson to scream out in the middle of the president's speech to Congress, showed that he lacked the basic ability to control oneself in public.

And I have serious doubts that was the case - I think he knew exactly what he was doing and thought his fellow Republicans would applaud his outburst and he would become the new Fox media darling and gain a national platform.

He also showed an alarming lack of understanding of the customs and acceptable behaviors in the very heart of our democracy.

I don't care if he believes that Obama was lying or not. That is his right as an American to believe that. He can go to every media contact he has and sing it from the rooftops if he so desires.

But he should not have screamed out in that forum.

He needs to next apologize to the citizens he represents and the entire state for shaming us before Congress.

And if you don't care what the rest of the nation thinks of us, ponder this: How can our elected representatives effectively serve this state if the very mention of South Carolina elicits scorn and laughter?

We must be respectful to gain respect.

Thor's Day!

Classic Thor:

Thor sez: Moooooooommmm! Didya have to show my baby picture?

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

No Cat Day?

Some declared today no cat day. According to I Can Has Cheezburger.
Well, that is just wrong.
Ha, we got cats.
Long gone cats.

Weird looking cats.

Goofy cats.

Athorable cats.

Monday, September 07, 2009

Really? Part 2

For all those shaking in their boots about the president's attempt to indoctrinate their children tomorrow, here is the text of the speech.

Personal responsibility, developing goals, not using circumstances as an excuse, hard work, respect for yourself and others, wow that's some scary stuff there! Oh wait, no it isn't. It's what we've been telling our children for generations.

Gosh darn it. So much for the indoctrination.

Loki sez: But Thor heard Obama's voice on the TV! That means he's a Kommie Kitten now, right? Just the sound of Obama's voice can turn you commie, right?

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Loki Sunday

Twist and Shout!

Come on, come on Loki now, work it on out.